I love Misery! :)

And I fell for the promise of a life with a purpose
But I know that that is impossible now.
And so I drink to stay warm and to kill selected memories
Because I just can't think anymore about that or about him tonight
I give myself three days to feel better
Or I swear I am driving off a fucking cliff
Because if I can't make myself feel better
Then how can I expect anyone else to give a shit?